The Woman I Choose Poem by Obute Gabriel

Poetic is her look
Fragrant is her attraction
Emotion is the joy we share
Even as tolerance rest on her shoulders
Obedience is the banner on her back
Togetherness is the feelings of our vow
As choice become the only option we have
I sort for the right words
But love was the only name we bear
Pushing it across the ocean
Pushing it across the continent
And across, from coast to coast
It was the woman I choose